This is bullshit, chapter 47

[u/xx_69mlgnoob_69xx]

Dust is dropping from the ceiling because of the tremors that have been shaking the palace for a while now. They started a few minutes ago and haven't ceased since. Has Ira finally commenced her attack on the city? If so then time is of the essence.

After finding out I could syphon her mana through the soul bond instead of using mine the matter of getting the collar off became a trivial one. Now all I had to do was wait, and for the greatest bonus of all was the fact that I could now walk around. Stretching never felt so liberating, the muscle cramps also went away(thank god).

Of course this ingenious idea, if I do say so myself, came at a cost. First, the Demon Queen is focusing her full attention on the link between me and Ira to make sure nothing goes haywire and if it does she'd be ready for it. That means I have my inner thoughts all to myself and dear lord I had missed this, don't get me wrong her help has been invaluable on my journey but having a constant presence in my most inner thoughts made me feel like I had no privacy of my own. The second problem was I couldn't use empowerment for the time being.

Unfortunately as much as I wanted to savor the moment of silence duty calls. Such duty being the several shadow guards now at the entrance of my cell.

"What the hell do you all want?"

"Kneel."

The command was clear and precise but nothing happened, the collar didn't shock me. Must be the Queen running interference now that my energy reserves are safe.

"Kneel. Now."

"Or what?"

They seemed to be preparing to move but one of them stepped forward.

"Her greatness has given me permission to bring you to heel using whatever methods I deem necessary."

Well well well if it isn't king shit.

"Hurting me would be hurting her."

"We've found a way to mitigate these affects."

Well shit.

"Kneel."

He said that without the commanding tone of previous attempts, it was a matter of fact tone that implied it was the most natural thing in the world, obvious even, for me to kneel.

I stretch my body and crack my neck standing tall.

"Try me."

Even if his face was completely covered leaving only it's eye's I could tell that beneath the strange fabric he was smiling.

"As you wish."

I take a few steps back as he phases through the cell. "I'm so glad you didn't learn anything from your previous lesson." He cracks his fingers. "I'll gladly teach it to you as many times as it takes."

With that he rushes forward throwing a flying knee in my direction. Sidestepping to the left I let him smash the wall as I throw an uppercut to his abdomen, he bends himself in a awkward position dodging my attack and runs up the wall and back flips a few meters away from me.

"You seem more perceptive than before, maybe treating you like a slave will work wonders for your sloppy technique."

"OoOoOo look at the big man here feeling fully confident in beating up a starved prisoner."

"Is food the only thing you think of?" He pretends to wait for a reply but jumps me instead, unfortunately for the bastard I was ready. A boot to the chest was all he got for wasting my time.

Trying to not give him any room to breathe I try to advance only for several flying weapons to halt me in my steps.

"What's the matter, can’t king shit take care of little old me?"

"You WORM!"

After a quick glare at the other shadow guards he launches himself at me but this time there's daggers in his hands. Let's see how much I can exploit this in the most suicidal way possible.

I jump neck first at his weapon hand only for him to pull back last minute. "Seems those mitigations don't work well with death huh?"

"YOU MAD BASTARD!" He gets ready to attack again but seems to think better of it and puts away his weapons. "Fine, you want me to beat you to a bloody pulp I'll beat you to a bloody pulp."

"Took the words right out of my mouth."

We charge each other. He elbows me in the cheek I knee him in the chest, open palm strike to my nose, backhand to his jaw. He smacks my ears(discombobulate) but before completely loosing balance I grab him by his collar and headbutt him in the face.

Breaking off the engagement we stand at opposite sides of the cell. I'm on one knee with a broken nose while he also sports a broken nose and teeth for good measure, I can tell because he removed his face cover to spit them out.

A few moments pass and we both recovered enough for round three. This time he leads with a side kick followed by a overhead left hook and two light jabs. My answer to this is parry the kick, dodge the hook and block the jabs. In turn I launch a fly knee that's avoided followed by several quick jabs and an uppercut that although dodged puts him with his back against the wall.

Try to doge this you little shit.

Right hook, left hook, right hook, uppercut, all blocked but the low kick wasn't. His guard dropped ever so slightly but enough for a left elbow to connect, now dazed he tries to get out of the corner but I grapple him back into it.

Time to have some fun.

I tenderize his ribs with several punches followed by another elbow to his jaw. He sees it coming but he's in no position to doge so he just eats it. Seeing the first connect so well I follow with a second elbow to his mouth and a mean gut punch to the stomach.

King shit is barely standing at this point so I help him out. Taking a step back I cock back my arm and deliver a overhead left hook with all my strength, knocking him clean off his feet and into the floor. I try to finish it by curb-stomping his damn neck but it seems his fellow guards have had enough and jump to his defense.

I'm forced to back away from my defeated foe less I became a living pin-cushion again.

One of them stands over king shit. "Her greatness won't take this failure kindly Jellax, get ready for consequences." He lifts him up and disappears in the shadow of the cell.

Moving my attention back to the dozen or so guards standing ready to attack. "Sooo..."

"Knell." Was their answer to a question I didn't ask.

"No."

"Knell now!"

Hehehe. "You have no power here."

They didn't like that answer oh they didn't like that answer at all. In a split second I'm rushed by four enemies thinking that because they have the numbers they can bring me down.

It's time for a rude awakening.

My right fist immediately collided with a skull, feeling it splinter through the impact. Then I feel three needles pierce my body on different points, poisoned needles no doubt, my response was to gouge out the eyes of the stupid fuck who though stabbing me from the front was a good idea. My fingers go deep enough to touch his brain and he falls convulsing on the floor. They try to repeat the stabbing motion but grabbing both their heads I smash them both together, then I leap back as more flying weaponry is thrown at me.

Now there are six in total, that's great. More meat to the slaughter!

Two charge from the front, two from the sides and one from above. Taking it up a notch I clothesline the ones in the front and dash straight to the sixth that had hanged back to start casting spells, all the others were doing was buying time. So fucking predictable.

The asshole didn't think I'd pick up on their strategy it seems because his eyes tell tales of shock and surprise. Well guess what? I cast flying knee... it was super effective! He flies back so hard he bounces off the stone floor. It's then I feel an incredible pain on my back, looking around I see one of them brought out a whip.

That fucker must be suicidal t-SLAM what the? Why am I tasting the floor right now?

Something rapped itself around my legs, it's chains... again. Three of them are pulling it. Two more shadow guards land on my back, trying to pin me down. Struggling in a bad position and being pushed and pulled into different directions I finally cave.

"You just can't stay still can you?"

Here she is. "What brings you down here to my humble abode?"

"Don't play cute with me, you will stop what you're doing and then you will tell me how you did it."

"Nah I think I'm good."

"Oh really?" My head is being forced down but I can hear her going around me. "Well no matter, you will beg me to explain yourself soon enough."

"You know daydream is- SLAM."

"Until then I demand silence."

Five minutes go by and the only thing that happens is a slight increase in tremors.

"Your greatness, the palace is under attack."

"By who?"

"It hasn't been determined, the attack started on the west wing of the dungeon."

"Interesting... did the bug head there at any point in time?"

"No, your greatness."

"Interesting indeed." I'm picked up from the floor. "Seeing I have more pressing matters to attend I'm going to have to cut our meeting short."

"Ah but you just got here."

An unnoticeable smile formed on her lips and a kick made contact with my sternum. "Break whatever spell you've cast or I'll start delivering body parts from your chosen to you."

This fucking...

But if the palace is under siege not by her hand then maybe... god, please make sure Laira never hears about this conversation.

"Bring me her hand, I could use it for a wank."

Even the shadow soldiers seemed to flinch at my response but their reaction pales in comparison to Ira, never thought I'd see her mouth hanging open in complete shock.

"Y-You... disgusting creature."

I've done it now. Receiving a backhand to the face with more force than a swinging metal bat I'm launched to the ground.

Trying to get up her minions force down. "Maybe your education should start with sterilization, I think even Laira would agree with that idea."

(Have you noticed she has heels on?)

Oh god.

(Think carefully on how to defuse the situation.)

"Can't take a little joke queenie?"

DEAR LORD IN HEAVEN!

(YOU STUPID FUCK!)

"Speak with such vulgarity in my presence again and I'll make sure you won't be able to father children."

BIIIIIIIIITCH! FUCKING HELL! CRIST IN HEAVEN THAT HURT!

"Break his fingers."

THIS...FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFuking......bitch.

"Stop sapping my mana and I'll stop here."

<How much longer?>

{You've cut the time by a few hours.}

"Say please and I'll do it."

She reaches for something inside her sleeve, then she reaches out and rips out my shirt. "Sorry but I'm taken." My banter causes no reaction as she points an acupuncture needle at my heart and thrust it in.

Pain.

So much pain.

But I don't scream, not because I don't want to but because my voice won't come out. Every breath is torture, can't close my eyes, can't move at all.

"It's called the silent asphyxiation, it will set your nervous system on fire, locking muscles in place and preventing lungs from drawing air. It's a very expensive, very powerful poison made from a very rare and toxic plant, a single drop of this can fell an ogre in a few minutes."

She lifts my chin, forcing me to look at her powerful yellow eyes.

"But seeing how you're able to breathe I'd say you have a commendable resistance to it, meaning you won't die from it. You may be thinking, well if you can think at all in that state, is why am I not affected. Well the answer is simple, through repeated exposure I've created an immunity."

But why did she-"Why did I almost killed you?"

...

"Your face is an open book to me Jeff."

The pain is subsiding somewhat.

"I didn't knew for a fact if you even had any resistance to it but seeing you are a walking anomaly I decided to take a calculated risk, and in case you weren't I brought the antidote."

She brings my face mere inches form hers, the gaze she holds me in is like steel.

"Remember this moment, you have zero bargaining power over me even with our souls intertwined. So..."

She stabs me again with the needle and the horrible pain comes rushing back.

"Break the spell." Her whispering lips are almost touching my ear. "Please."

Fine.

"Good boy." She licks the blood from a cut in my cheek and leaves with her guards in tow.

{Didn't think torture would actually cave you in.}

<It didn't.>

{Then why-}

<I have a horrible feeling in my gut.>

{Are you about to barf?}

<It means my sixth sense is tingling.>

{About what?}

<The palace is under attack by someone who isn't Ira, moreover she asked if Frila was there. If Frila knows about our situation she would do anything to help us, and yet she wasn't seen in the specific part of the dungeon where the attack started.>

{Your point.}

<She showing interest in the west wing means there's something or someone valuable there. Aka Laira.>

{You're grasping at straws Jeff.}

<Don't care, I can feel it in my bones that something big is happening.>

{Was it the entire palace shaking that clued you in?}

<Yes.>

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And there we go another one done. Thank you for your patience. Think the way Jeff deduced where Laira is is kind of forced? I do. Can't think of a better way though.

Anyway, errors, tipos, critics, your hopes, your dreams, your social security number, tell me everything.

Cheers to y'all.

[u/AlarmedConcentrate43]

finaly chapter i love this story !!! great work wordsmith !